At the End of the Day | Heavenletters

Sometimes, you fill your mind to distraction. You do this often, even when you know better than to squeeze so much into a crowded space all at once.

How likely will you have clarity and precision at a crowded railway station when steam hisses up? Accord yourself room to breathe. Don’t pack your suitcases to the brim, let alone stuff your hungry mind. You don’t have to prove anything to yourself or the world.

Be big with love and sparse with shoving thoughts here and there and everywhere.

Your mind isn’t to be like a flea market or a clothes line crowded beyond reason. Let one thought at a time be a fine motto. Certainly, hold one emotion at a time in deference to peace on Earth as it is in Heaven.

Pile up nothing. Let your life be like autumn trees as their leaves fall into place on the ground beneath them. You don’t want your mind leaping in cross-directions all at once.